Where you read what we bloody well tell you to read...
I love the distinction of the two groups. There's drunks who are homeless, and homeless people who happened to be drunk when they froze to death. Now the drunks with a home to go to at the end of the night, they're okay, but it's the ones who perish somewhere between pubski and homesky that bump up the figures. Shoulda ordered a taxski.
Moscow's coldest spell in 26 years brought out the quirkiest in the Russian character with one animal trainer feeding an elephant a bucket of vodka to warm it up ...Quoting Marge, "that's your cure for everything"
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